A thrill races through her body as the spotted stallion joins in on her fun, taking the joke she'd started and running with it. A giggle (since when did she giggle?) bubbles up from her chest that quickly rolls into a full laugh. Somehow she doubted that Sakir would lose a single wink of sleep over the hapless new arrivals on the Crossing, but to be entirely fair, neither would Osiris.
"Why don't you lead the way?" She offered with a smirk, eyes sparkling with mischief. "And I'll let you know if you're hot or cold while I follow along."
And if she maybe accidentally-on-purpose extended their venture to Salem by giving him bad directions a few times? Well, nobody was perfect, least of all her.
She had no idea what they would find there, but she had a feeling deep in her chest that this could be the start of something more meaningful than her transient existence on the Crossing. That Sakir might be the first and only creature able to convince her to settle down somewhere and give herd life a try. It was a scary thought, but Osiris had never shied away from scary things. In her experience, it was always better to face the bad things head-on than it was to let them fester. And this? This could prove to be the scariest thing she'd ever done.
Osiris - Mutt - Adult - 15.3h - Red Dun Tobiano - Rehoboam x Celestine
we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.